Bruce Springsteen - From Small Things (Big Things One Day Come)

A one, two, three, four!
One, two, three, four!

At sixteen she quit high school
to make a fortune in the Promised Land
She got a job behind the counter
in an all-night hamburger stand
She wrote faithfully home to mama,
"Now mama don't you worry none"
From small things, mama, big things one day come

It was late one Friday,
he pulled in out of the dark
He was tall and handsome,
first she took his order then she took his heart
They bought a house on the hillside,
where little feet soon would run
From small things, mama, big things one day come

Oh but love is fleeting,
it's sad but true
When your heart is beating,
you don't wanna hear the news
She packed her bags
and with a Wyomie County real estate man
She ran down to Tampa in an "El Dorado Grande"
She wrote back, "Dear mama, life is just heaven in the sun
From small things, mama, big things one day come"

~~~♫♫♫~~~

Well, she shot him dead on a sunny Florida road
And when they caught her all she said
was she couldn't stand the way he drove
Back home dear Johnny prays for his baby's parole
He waits on the hillside where the Wyomie waters roll
At his feet and almost grown now,
a blue-eyed daughter and a handsome son
Well from small things, mama, big things one day come
Yeah from small things, mama, big things one day come

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